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Life was a cherry, plucked and passionately devoured. I cursed the obstreperous seed for complicating the course of my lust. Now only the seed remains, smooth and undeniable.
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I have an idea for an 18-link poem in 3 sections of 6 alternating stanzas of 3 and 2 lines, as in renku, regay, etc., written by 3 poets, A, B, and C.
Poet A sets the foundation of the poem. Poets C and B determine the progression from that foundation. Poet A gets the last word.
That is:
§1: A3 B2 C3 A2 B3 C2;
§2: C3 A2 B3 C2 A3 B2;
§3: B3 C2 A3 B2 C3 A2.
Section 1
In stanza 1, Poet A sets forth a topic, idea, event, image, object, or mood that is collectively explored from different perspectives in the following 5 links of the section.
Section 2
Poet C is responsible for the transition from section 1 to section 2. Similarly to Poet A in stanza 1, the opening stanza of section 2 must present another topic, idea, event, image, object, or mood that will be explored in stanzas 8-12. Stanza 7 is not only a link from stanza 6. It must somehow create a progression from section 1.
Section 3
As section 2, but opened by Poet B.
Questions:
- Will there be closure, or will the end be left open?
- As elegant as this sounds, is it overly complex? Is there a simpler way to achieve the same thing?
Let’s find out by trying it.
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The linked poetry I want to write is inspired by Japanese linked forms. The primary goal for me is to take them as inspiration and to experiment freely. The basic form is groups of 3- and 2-line stanzas.
Forms of linked poetry I’d like to try, over Twitter or otherwise:
- More “twenga” – 36-link kasen renku for 3 poets. I’d also like to try it for 9 poets (suggested by Kris Lindbeck). Each poet is concerned only with the preceding link. ”Link and shift” is the basic organizing principle.
- Rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms). As I understand it, each rengay has a theme.
- Themeless rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms). Let us, by experiment, find out if there is a mechanical reason why Mr. Gay made theme a component of the rengay.
- “12 by 2″ – a 12-link poem by 2 poets. The form of the rengay done twice in one poem. Theme or no theme. For the second 6 links the poets switch order. Poet A writes links 1 and 12. Poet B writes links 6 and 7.
- “12 by 3″ – as 12 by 2, but with 3 poets. Theme or no theme. For links 7-12, poets switch order. I’m open to any and all possible orders for links 7-12 (BCA, BAC, CAB, CBA).
- “18 by 3″ – as 12 by 3, but poets switch order twice. More detail.
Questions I have about 12×2, 12×3, and 18×3:
- If no further order is imposed, does the order itself, and switching the order, promote interesting dialogue between contributors?
- Is there a compelling reason for further organizing principles?
And so forth.
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This is the first linked poetry that we conducted on Twitter (twenga), from 2009 9/23 – 30. It consists of 36 links by 3 poets. First in the rotation is Kris Lindbeck, second is me, third is Tetsubishi.
1 bright thunderheads shining in a softer sun ignoring winter kl 2 holiday parade lights spill over their eager faces p 3 upon the river a thousand lanterns flicker, souls drifting seaward t 4 on water's dark rumpled silk lamp light, moonlight, starlight kl 5 surprised, he notes the distance to the shore and takes her hand p 6 her fiance's diamond ring sharp against his fingers t 7 a tiny pain defining sorrow: clouds hide the sun kl 8 still hunched over her spelling; mother turns the desk lamp on p 9 the pen's thready scrape like barren winter twigs against the window t 10 the page a snowy plain crisscrossed by black birds kl 11 words slip from her mouth and drop quickly underfoot never to return p 12 rivers do not flow backward; clouds do not fight the wind t 13 gazing at bamboo I feel it brush my face a spiderweb kl 14 after giving up on ladybugs one alights on my open palm p 15 a bright spark of life, no less fragile and perfect than my own t 16 silver cricket song on this sea breeze evening kl 17 stirred from sleep, a row of palms strikes up a tune p 18 the coming storm still distant, a bruise on the horizon t 19 lightning, after four breaths, thunder a fitful breeze kl 20 on the sun-baked hillside a still white flower p 21 the tiny, pale hand of a doll - lost? abandoned? - in the sere grasses t 22 matted hair, dusty eyes yet once a child loved her kl 23 empty bottles: sour catalogue of fruitless search p 24 no djinn to wish away pain only absinthe's green fairy t 25 at the café the cold granite table a sneering waiter kl 26 in his footsteps the specter of unspoken words p 27 crunch of dead leaves there is nothing left to say not even Goodbye t 28 the pear trees red and gold the oak just turning kl 29 cold autumn sky: overhead wires frame the restless clouds p 30 row of doves packed wing-to-wing feathers puffed against the wind t 31 in Hebrew they call this a "lying sun" it brings no heat kl 32 in cold truth there is fire p 33 a paper house burned with a few ill-chosen words crumbles in silence t 34 sunrise shines rose and yellow over the damp ashes kl 35 last night's beach bonfire; footprints lead away in all directions p 36 one trail curves into the surf and does not emerge t
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